I’m not sure what is worse, assuming that people can’t add $5 + $5 + $5, or offending them with a typo in the first place. They weren’t exactly the Soup Nazis, so I am unsure as to why they decided to put customers in a state of panic, counting their potato money repeatedly to not offend the cashiers. Despite the sign, the potato was yummy and so was the lobster roll consumed by Mr. IT, and the blueberry pie my sister-in-law was unable to finish that found it’s way to my grubby paws. Next year, I’m saving the appetite and heading straight to Maine. With my sharpie for some typo corrections.
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